Some would say, the
Hull of this once mighty vessel was – blessed
It seems Impossible to think that now as it rusts in its
Place on the beach
Where did its cargo go ? it’s
Really hard to fathom
Everyone on the island was asked…
Could it be, they were all in on the disappearance ?
Kings Men , they ponder – but there’s not a clue in sight
Everyone remaining tight-lipped over the cargoes final
Destination
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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